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"Aye nigga, wake ya ass up."
I look up to see Breeze standing over me wit a plate of food.
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"Thanks fool." I say sittin up and holdin out my hand.
"Fuck you got ya hand out for?" He ask me confused.
"I'm waitin for da damn plate." I say to him.
"Nigga do dis look like a bed and breakfast?, ya betta take ya ass in da kitchen and make ya own plate." He says mugging me while sittin down on the couch.
"Nigga ain't got no damn manners." I say to my self.
"Why you ain't sleep in one of da guest rooms?" He ask me.
"I didn't even realize I felt asleep." I say to him honestly.
"It's probably that lean you been sippin on lately." He says while eatin.
"You trippin, Ion know wat you talkin bout." I say wipin my hand down my face.
"I ain't Ro and dem, I know wat ya look like when you on some shyt. You so tired cause that lean startin to fuck wit cha body." He says to me seriously.
"Nah, im tired from all that shyt that was goin on." I say to him.
Yesterday I had texted Toosii and Breeze 911 cause three niggas ran up in one of our trap houses. I killed one, caught one but da last one got away. I had Breeze move our product to a different location while Toosii tortured da nigga for info and I went huntin.
"Did Toosii get any info out dat nigga?" Breeze ask me.
"I ain't sure, I ain't hear nothin after he told me he was takin B and Bree home." I say to him.
"Nigga probably was to busy trynna calm down B ass. He said she was goin crazy on da way to Ro crib yesterday." He says.
